She needs someone who will be everything for her: her friend, her boyfriend, her confidant, her lover and sometimes even her enemy.

When it comes to books and friends, it is best to have only a few but all good ones.

Your soulmate can also be your downfall.

Why was love such an addictive drug? Why did loving someone cause such suffering?

It seemed as if I could see things in her that others couldn't see, qualities which not even she was aware of. It was as I I could already see in her the woman she would later become.

so if you love him, why keep him waiting for 13 years?" "Because I was afraid. Afraid of not being worthy, afraid of not knowing how to love him, afraid of waking up one day and not loving him anymore.

They were now both ready, not to begin from scratch, but to continue with a love that had survived for thirteen years in hibernation. They were no longer travellers without baggage. They were no longer twenty. They'd both been around the block a bit and had suffered without the other. They'd both lost their way without the other. Each had tried to find love with other people. But all that was now finished.